I love having kittens.
I love having kittens.
I love having kittens.
I love having kittens.
I love having kittens.
I love having kittens.
*deep breath*
I love having kittens.
by Lauren 3 Comments
I love having kittens.
I love having kittens.
I love having kittens.
I love having kittens.
I love having kittens.
I love having kittens.
*deep breath*
I love having kittens.
by Lauren 6 Comments
Am I wrong, or is this sign…. wrong? Shouldn’t it be ‘thou’ to make sense?
Somebody stop Lloyd.
Please, please stop him from following his instincts at surplus auctions. Nobody in their right mind needs a whole case of Comet cleanser. Does he know how often we scrub stuff around here? We are slobs! One can could take us into retirement.
*sigh* If I come to your house, I’m bringing you some Comet.
by Lauren 5 Comments
The past few weekends I have been lurking at the pet store, eying the cat trees. They just look so fun! I kept thinking that really should be fairly easy to make one…. except for all the doo-dads, carpet work and ‘careful measuring’. I’d leave PetSmart, only to come back the next week and stand there staring, avoiding eye contact from the store employees who have put me on their ‘probably going to shoplift a cat tree’ list.
Well, Saturday night I threw caution to the wind and used up some of the junk lumber in my Hoarders basement!
It began with a two-by-four:
Chopped it up, then looked around for some pieces of particle board to use as shelves. I felt particularly clever when I realized that if I cut a hole near the middle of it, I could slip it over the two-by-four and have shelving all around!
Hooray! Drill a pilot hole and get out the jigsaw!
Now…. get out the jigsaw!
The jigsaw!
Erm…..
The jigsaw is at school.
Dang it. I looked and looked and looked through the piles of junk that is my ‘workshop’ and there was no jigsaw to be found. Even though Lloyd was upstairs watching television, I could hear his soul mocking me for taking everything we own to school.
Hmmph. I don’t need a jigsaw.
I have a chisel! Didn’t the great Japanese wood artisans make all kinds of amazing things with chisels and awesome saws?
Great, now I kept hearing the souls of ancient Japanese artisans saying, “Yeah…. please don’t mention our craft in the same sentence as your work.”
Onward and upward! I was determined to not use L-brackets (I know!), so I used blocks of wood.
Second screw-up. Dang it, Lauren! How are you going to thread that shelf on now?
Dang it. Take off the top blocks, thread the shelf, reattach the blocks. Grumble grumble grumble. At this point I have to mention that I ran out of my trusty 2-inch drywall screws.
Ok, other shelves attached, bottom shakily attached, and I took it upstairs for a dry run with the kitties.
That was enough for one night. The cats sniffed it, wandered off, then took a nap. Hmmmph. I just kept telling myself, “It’s free. It’s free. Old lumber. No love lost.”
Hmmmph. I was a little hurt.
The next day at Walmart we bought five crummy two-dollar rugs that amazingly were just enough to cover it all! Not in a stylish wrap-around way, but in a ‘good-enough-for-who-it’s-for’ kind of way.
I had to add more lumber to the main post to make wrapping it easier, and in the process I broke off a drill bit. I guess that brings the cost of this thing up to 12 bucks. Rats.
So, it’s done enough. I painted the exposed edges with some paint, because that totally makes it look like those edges are carpeted.
I don’t know. There’s an awful lot of weird stuff in the living room now. It might be time to purge.
Need an exercise bike? Weird lamp? Cat tree?
by Lauren 6 Comments
Good idea or horribly, horribly bad idea?
I saw these bleach tablets at Menard’s and decided I had to try them. We get some pretty nasty pink slime in our toilets, and a dosing of bleach seems to clear it up. I don’t like those live-in-the-tank tablets since we have kitties around who might freak out from the fumes, and I am rather cautious of liquid bleach due to all the clothes I’ve ruined with tiny bleach spots. These seem like just the trick. I’ll keep the bottle in the bathroom and drop a tablet in the toilet every so often, scrub away, then flush. Done and done.
The downside? These look an awful lot like giant Tums. One mix-up and that could lead to some fatal heartburn relief. Good grief, why isn’t there a padlock on the top of this?
(I forgot a quarter for scale. They’re a little larger than the diameter of a dime.)
by Lauren 6 Comments
As you know, we are fond of weird lighting. Well, today at the UNL surplus auction they had a medical examination lamp (dentist lamp?), and Lloyd said, “That would make a cool reading lamp,” to which I replied, “Knock yourself out.”
So he did. And now he can get a nice tan as he reads. Or I can scrape the tartar off his molars.